User blog comment:Ferretmaiden/Corsairs Of The High Seas/@comment-1366789-20110211031808

''*in a tent an evil looking female pine marten tests the tip of a knife, while destiny is tied to a pole. the hulking pine marten who hauled her over glances at the entrence, his hand on his axe, but relaxes when he sees Crypt*'' what going on out there?

*Crypt shrugs.* theres some black weasel who thinks he's bigger htan he really is. they'll make short work of him.

*Destiny glances over her shoulder at crypt thinking.* that sounds like BSk. i don't like this. i have to escape.

*the female advances on Dezzy* i'm ready. what is it Anul wants to know?

*Dez winces at the smell of her breath* keep that frogsticker away from me witch!